ardent

Time is Running Out

Sirius



Sirius

"Warlord"

The Hallows
High Councilor

Master Fighter (240)

Master Hunter (275)

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age
11 Years
gender
Male
gems
51
size
Dire wolf
build
Balanced
posts
3,227

LegendaryWealthySamhain 2022Statue 1 WorshipThe Ooze ParticipantThe Ooze - Variation 1
WordySilver Medal 2020Critical Hit!Critical Fail!Trick 2019Promptober 2019
10-29-2022, 03:47 PM
He didn’t want to hear those words from her. Not when it was his doing that was killing her. A sound escaped him, just a soft just of air, like he’d taken a blow to the ribs. What did she have to say sorry for? She was the one who had to face the death coming for her. He didn’t know how to save her. He had never known how to tackle medical issues. Why couldn’t the world be simpler? Something he could fend off with tooth and claw?

Her thoughts were, of course, for their children when she spoke. Always, Zee wanted to find the best path for her kids. Motherhood had suited her in a way he had never seen a state suit another wolf. Their life had never been simple, and events had always made things complicated between her and her kids, but her love for them could never be denied. She asked so much. Asked for him to have a strength he didn’t think he had. “There has to be… theres… how do we…” he knew nothing of healing. Not when it came to something like this. “How sure… are they?” He hadn’t been in a state of mind to ask when they had come to him.

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